That sound. The beeping. What is it. No really… Later in conversation, randomly, interjecting….just imagine, Could that be someone’s life alert, like in the commercials… And beyond how annoying the sound for its similarity to my chosen Alarm sound We could be annoyed...
Running errands, the tattoos on her hands, the symbols. I ask. Her reply, I do not know what they mean, I just liked them. A flash back, she walked down the hallway, away from the room, hands to the wall, slowly, gently grazing her fingers against the wall, raising her arms up… An accidental syncing. A non purposeful demonic ritual. The walls, her tattoos, maybe it was purposeful? It...
change i will
which witch is which
its the witching hour… its the hour of which things occur, things that are bewitching in nature
I think I pulled her tail, the one that had been broken years ago. She tore at me and stomped on my head. When I approached her black body, she changed, cream colored and of no recognizable nature, a small head and now teeth. Trying to shut its mouth and throw it out the door. Always attacking my hands. The dog is not helping. I go the the bathroom, the lighting is raising questions as to the...
moving so fast A necessary transition walking now, yet treading carefully I still hear your whispered lines, “open your eyes” that come hither slither from split lips; that lure and bait In a longing note on nothingness “for some of us are born to endless night”
A cat was stealing my breath as I awoke to chase the tail of a dog
margaritas followed by mousetraps
he had those dancin feet, how will we ever meet
I guess the lack of punctuation leaves it open for interpretation A question turned declarative statement. bad grammer and such
I bite your thumb at you
twice removed and a birds eye view dream sequence of watching concrete coming closer I want to see Russian Ark
as fine as frogs hair as rare as rocking-horse shit
pretty things x 2
i used to post some pretty shit, now i pin it here overlap will occur side note to self, roll with the punches, think less, do more always grinning
seemingly without direction still with sweet repetition, simplicity
sway in a singular position no movement, no one will know too many handbags not enough hand shakes no movement, a show for above the neck a crowd full of lead feet
“I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughtnut… I don’t need a receipt for the doughnut. I give you money and you give me the doughnut, end of transaction. We don’t need to bring ink and paper into this. I can’t imagine a scenario that I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. To some skeptical friend, ‘Don’t even act like I didn’t...
ceci n’est pas une chaise
what goes up must come down
no planes till winter
all the tentative plans, sifted through and out the window no travel, oh well, no planes
drunken fool … learn to be silent
change of plans
more like plans falling, planes still involved just this direction, that direction changing directions needing directions pointless directions
i awoke the other night from a strange dream to find my cat at my head she pounced to the head board, looking at the picture above the bed i have seen this before, i regain sense enough to move blinding the room, quickly seen, the fattest cockroach i have yet to see before it disappeared into the...
no bother, you too will fade
black coffee with a bloody mary whiskey’s, a few after breaking sounds, laughter spaghetti and long drives no direction ...
numbers and such
the number four in china is bad luck as the pronunciation of death and four are alike i am ruled by the number 4 and planet uranus i am ruled by mercury my tarot is major arcana ...
r2d2 c 3po
be aggressive, defense, defense stalemate
Its too bad they didn’t make you so you could wind yourself up Half the trouble you get into comes from winding down dorthy to tik tok, return to oz
matthew barney cremaster cycle figure your wants add them up count the cattle join the field
hooray, a band to see (thanks vishal)
it felt like a kiss
frankenstein's monster, you are art
i want to see walter de maria’s lightening field before i die
girl i love you so. i feel? sometimes i feel? loving you. time to vanish, disappear, evaporate into the smoke that has yet to release this town ...
all i can think of is good food, travel, and hugs cute and yummy here
i have icicle teeth now i need a dagger from here
dead lizards tailless creatures dogs long tales licking long tongues a bath of pepper and piss ...
one last thing
this is ugly beautiful, will change words tomorrow, never, maybe, yesyes sigh feed me, huh? i said i would never post a gif. ...
until then, more sleep cannot deal with these piles of complaints crumpled papers beer like drool ...
talk straight, walk straight (followed by a beautiful song)
i hope this state is submerged in the rising tide
such a pretty face to the front but the mask is full of cracks and shadows Cue never trust a woman-bb king
the moon is almost full the owls are not what they seem & i want donuts
i am going to consume you
caravaggio-basket of fruit-1596 … bruised like an apple ...
to stop being lazy stop waiting, be self reliant be buoyant as the water rises
fever everytime i sleep
dreams of you, dreams of summer love the sun love the night love the sun, again
done with it over soon, then away then i will be free to hide in a hole away ...